POEMS FROM DEADLY ENDING SEASON
We are tented rented
Then sold out
Made to fail to become
A dropout
We protested
And are prevented
To express our thoughts
And miseries.
We have exploded
Eroded,
Like a flood in
its strength.
Our tidal waves
Are making graves
Like the movements
Of the wind.
North!
We shall attack you!
We shall attack you!
South, East and West too.
For in this fight
We are right;
The earth was made
For all..